B the Alphamale - Oakcliff's Finest

Fantom
Alpha
Nigga
Yea
Wanna rap nigga
What's up
Oakcliff I love you baby yeahhh

I see rosey cheeks when I spit my thesis
Got em saying Jesus
Building an empire
Looking for a team I can trust in
Yo girl blushing
Where's the respect
Nick said aint nobody loyal
Making weak rappers soil they pants
Oakcliff hustler
When I hit the stage nobody come after me
Like busta
They lined up around the corner
To see me like a hotdog cart with the mustard

Niggas bark wit no bite
Immature stupid niggas like to play with they life
No vision no sight
I rather get the bag go home and play with the wife
I'm not a thief in the night
More like broad daylight
Girls drive me wild with that chestnut hair
Blond highlights
Let's make out in the back seat while the Chi lights play
I'm Texas made wit a Oakcliff fade
MOB jacket with the Valentino shades
Thank the lord for his grace
Every time I get paid
The car is valeted
Cush in the jar
Set some shit straight
I represent the culture by far
Niggas stunting on the gram
Like they a star
I'm from Oakcliff
It's mop sticks and Kevlar if niggas want war
I'd rather buy the bar
Shoot the shit in the six
Riding through wood town
With no roof want all the smoke like
That shade tree mechanic with the gold tooth
I'm more than a rapper
More than a athlete
If niggas is sleep wake the fuck up
When it come to me
I'm cruising down the street
Fifty second Ledbetter loop twelve
Wanna smash on something wetter than a water well
Might find her walking down the street off Edgedale Bluewood
Greenspan Redbird lane nigga
Rock canyon what
Shout to everybody on Dove creek wit the fly mystic
I got the heat bout to take over the charts for a hunnid weeks
I'm the shepherd and I'm coming to take you niggas sheep
It's a steep task to go against me
I'm more than a G
I'm a king nigga
I dispatch those I'm an Alpha
I belong in rooms with men that are predisposed to greatness
Excuse my lateness
Oakcliff shoulda been in this hoe
Long time ago buzzing all ova the city
Errey corner sto

Wood town

If you aint know B the Alphamale
Was the shit around these parts
Velt Soc Kimble and Carter we all got heart
I'm coming for the throne
Eating emcees no meat left on the bone

Sunnyvale what's up
Middle finger to who ever sold Sha Carri that weed know what I'm saying
Hampton Clarendon
I'm straight two one four
Dak and Zeke
Nigga
Village Oaks
This is for all my Oakcliff niggas
All the ladies out there in Oakcliff
What's up
Singing Hills
This is for all the ladies that clap they hands when they talking to they man
Know what I'm saying
Oakcliff what's up

Written by:
Barry Wallace

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